Okay, one last song — this one posits that people who wear cardigans and people who wear V-necks are trapped in a blood feud, and I am intervening as a peacemaker. I should warn you: there is a dirty word in this song, which means roughly the same thing as poop. Rest assured, I try to keep my music strictly G-rated, mainly to keep Tipper Gore happy, but this was necessary to lend the song the gritty realism it needs to connect with today’s jaded youth.
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